Within heavens of mountains Sweetest fruits growing In divine gardens Dark-blooded cherry So close to it slipped Sinless serpent Lady of hungers And took that sweet, thoughtless
There's none of words that are sufficient, non of adoring or lovely distraught that come as ever-close and ever-tender to what a treasure of delights, the garden of them plentiful is @fade-and-loathing-in-thedas! Such beautiful all days that are within that company - each minute by the hour, each hour by day they are all benign<зз
All of my heart, all of soft-spoken and by adoring wrought are all towards your gentle hands onward!













